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  • What is this dead tongue on the floor?

    What is this dead tongue On the floor This jaw hearse This diesel ventriloquist This self-immolating inhaler This Helen Keller phone sex This Dillinger wind crime This suffocated witness This muted cadaver This Salvador Dalmation This censored auctioneer This colonized prayer This murdered fireside chat Roosevelt in the wilderness Walden Pond scum This gentrified tower […]

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  • 50 is the new ranch dressing

    I wrote this for my good friend, Bob Addison on his 50th birthday 50 is the new ranch dressing Is the new beef Toledo Is the new Communist Manifesto Is the new U2 album Is the new Irish hate Is the new ESL player piano Is the new muscle flexing ingredient Being used to invade […]

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  • Let’s not get it together

    If it can be said the world has a soul Then it’s ruptured From our hearts To the way our Gods love us As if they know they’re already dying And they’re determined to drag us down with them And just like a flagpole in winter Demanding our affection We’ve stuck our tongues to their […]

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  • The Magnificent Jug Band

    I meant to write this and post this sooner than today but the death of Zaccheus Jackson sidetracked a lot of us, me included. But I still wanted to write this review of sorts about Al Mader’s feature at the Van Slam on August 18th. Here it is. There is a chaotic trickster released every […]

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  • Hanging out in North Van today at this…

    I’ll be doing three different sets today at what looks like a great family event. If you are around in North Van come say hi http://ediblegardenproject.com/events/fun-at-the-farm-day/

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  • Believe in your WUZZAH

    Go on Get out there Take to rambling The world needs you To roll your fuzzy diaspora To paint your itinerant masterpiece Punch your dead ghosts in the nose Believe in your WUZZAH You’ve got some glitter kick in you Hold nothing back Your father is dying The cancer is coming The ugly rhinoceros of […]

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  • Casa Supernova (for Zach)

    (some of the rhymes are goofy but so what. I feel I need to write about it rather than shut up so here we go…) You were an Adventur-o-saurus The only dinosaur not killed By that meteorus, a survivor, a sojourner Traveling the world telling tall tales of truth To any youth that would listen […]

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  • Am I making myself clear?

    Hey, Numb-chuck Can you give whomadingle a call On your whatcahmashnozzle? Tell ‘em we’ll be at the puzzfuddle pronto So whomatoodle better be ready To let flappajabbits Download that snookamahuzzle Of the webamagoeey And you need to hurry We only have a couple minamawiggets Until whomajammer gets here and If they can’t start rubbing Their […]

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  • Nothing seems to satisfy

    All day long I think of things nothing seems to satisfy Mommy wants me to scratch and sniff her kitchen But I can’t help staring at her sky Every time I go on Facebook Brangelina try to adopt me I’m not an orphan, I’m a Scientologist, Jim If I lose 50 pounds in 50 minutes […]

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  • Obviously a rhetorical question

    There was an argument at first but once the Ferris Wheel was given a colonic, Saturday night and I got along infamously well. We went out three wheeling and hyperventilating making sure every agnostic we could find was tossed into a blackberry bush. Some cactus models showed up just about then to see if we […]

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